Babel Novel
Chapter 72 Why Not?
Chapter 72 Why Not?
Chapter 72 Why Not?
"Byron?" Tyler was taken aback and greeted him first.
Byron had just extinguished his cigarette, and the smell of smoke still lingered around him. "When did
you come back?"
Both men had identical perfect body proportions and equally exceptional charisma.
The difference was in their auras. If Tyler, in his white shirt and beige trousers, looked as clean and
angelic as ever, Byron, in his black shirt and black pants, seemed like a devil wandering in the dark.
Byron's gaze was profound and icy, as if it emitted a chilling effect. Even Tyler couldn't help but shiver
when he got closer.
"Today." Tyler felt that something was off about Byron's demeanor today, but he couldn't pinpoint what
exactly it was.
"Well, let's meet another day then."
As Byron passed by them, his gaze briefly swept across Cora's face.
Remembering his indifference and avoidance earlier in the day, Cora imitated him by not making eye
contact and treating him as a complete stranger.
"I definitely will. I'll treat next time."
Tyler watched Byron walk away and wanted to say something to Cora.
But Cora said first, "Tyler, I need to use the restroom. You go back first."
"Alright, I'll wait for you in the private room."
Byron's presence disrupted the atmosphere, and Tyler couldn't find the same feeling as before. Certain
words couldn't be spoken anymore.
Cora nodded in response, turned around, and went into the bathroom.
But what she never expected was that when she came out of the bathroom, Tyler had left, but Byron
was standing in front of the sink smoking a cigarette.
The smoke diffused around him, and with his slightly tilted head and tense jawline, he exuded a
seductive aura.
Upon hearing the sound, his gaze fell unabashedly on Cora.
On this late autumn night, she was wearing a slim-fit blue dress with a white cardigan draped over it.
That enchanting appearance made him involuntarily think about whether she was as irresistible when
lying beneath Tyler as she was when she was with him.
Cora felt a scorching sensation from his brazen gaze, which made her earlier tipsy feeling almost
disappear.
She clenched the bag in her hand and was about to quickly walk past Byron, intending to continue to
treat him as a stranger just like before.
However, Cora couldn't have anticipated that just as she was about to pass by Byron, he suddenly
grabbed her waist and pulled her tightly into his embrace.
"Are you trying to seduce Tyler?"
His eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole demeanor became deep and cold.
Cora struggled for a moment, but she found that the more she resisted, the tighter Byron's hold
became until there was no space left between them.
She could clearly feel the temperature rising in Byron's body, afraid that he would lose control
completely. So, she changed her strategy.
"Mr. Hansen, you have sharp eyes." She stopped struggling and didn't touch Byron with her hands. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.
Instead, she held onto her handbag and smiled seductively at him.
"Did you succeed?"
Byron had obvious sarcasm in his tone.
"Mr. Hansen, if you hadn't interrupted just now, I probably would have succeeded."
Cora was still smiling at him, and her slightly drunk eyes were full of charm.
"After succeeding, are you planning to marry into the Cooper family? Their threshold is even higher
than the Hansen family's."
Byron's tone was as icy as freezing cold.
But Cora's tone was even colder than his. "If the threshold is high, so be it. I didn't be with him aiming
to get married anyway."
Without Byron reminding her, Cora knew that although the Cooper family wasn't one of the top four
prominent families in New York, they were an influential and well-connected family. Every wealthy
family had to establish good relations with them and try to form an alliance.
She had never thought of marrying the social ladder of the Cooper family. It was just Byron's harsh
words and stern demeanor that ignited her rebellious spirit. It wasn't her fault that her background
suddenly became humble!
Seemingly angered by her, Byron tightened his embrace around her waist once again. "Not aiming to
get married? Aiming for the benefits he can give you instead?"
"Why not!"
"He can offer a price, and I can afford it," Byron said, his expression almost devouring Cora.
"Mr. Hansen, I know you are wealthy and powerful, but at the moment, I prefer Tyler."
But when Cora sweetly called out "Tyler," it felt like Byron's eyebrows were about to freeze into ice.
He took a deep drag on his cigarette and blew the smoke toward Cora's face. "Are you sure Tyler can
satisfy you?"
Cora turned her face away, but the smoke still made her cough a few times, slightly annoyed.
"I heard that a man's 25th year is a turning point. I believe Tyler is more capable than you, Mr.
Hansen."
But Cora, being too naive, didn't know that provoking Byron was unwise.
As expected, as soon as Byron was suspected of not having good skills in bed by Cora, he lost all
rationality and forcefully pushed Cora into the ladies' restroom...